The road leading to a goal does not separate you from the destination; it is essentially a part of it.

It is important to know what a person was. But it's more important to know what they are now.

There was too much going on here -- too much that strayed from odd all the way over into seriously weird.

The old gods and their magics did not dwindle away into murky memories of brownies and little fairies more at home in a Disney cartoon; rather, they changed. The coming of Christ and Christians actually freed them. They were no longer bound to people's expectations but could now become anything that they could imagine themselves to be. They are still here, walking among us. We just don't recognize them anymore.

The fey wonders of the world only exist while there are those with the sight to see them.

The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses.

Music’s the soundtrack of my life and has been since I was a teenager. There’s always music. If I’m not playing it, I’m listening to it. With my writing... sometimes it inspires a story, sometimes it highlights something I’m working on, sometimes it simply helps me stay in the narrative mood.